are you still at the devil's house?
I think condoms have that nasty latex smell to remind you in the morning of how gross you are.
my penis says it needs to be in something. my phonebook says its you
I don't know what's worse: going to the liquor store at 9am or knowing that its open at 9am
What a great world we live in when USPS can tell you that your drugs have been delivered.
Omg. I felt like a crazed animal last night. My lesbian instincts burned a hole in my panties.
When I say drunk I mean that in the process of filming a fratstar cooking show they threw a keg into the street where the police came to clean it up. now all they can say is "THE KEG GOT ARRESTED."
I'm getting kicked out of the place we're at. They don't like ketchup on their walls..
your vagina must have magic restorative powers I feel rested and powerful this morning.
They were so huge my eyes were just drawn to them. Boob gravity man.
It just smells like spaghetti and despair.
Next time you have him paint you an outfit so you can do you walk the street naked TAKE A SHOWER BEFORE YOU GET IN THE BED. MY sheets look like like an acid trip
i just found a lighter in my bra... from last night, and its 7:43pm...
I don't know what the hell I'm going to do with myself when this is all over. I'll probably just go back to smoking pot and trying to learn italian.
Steven and I talked about running for office again today. It's fucked that my 3 dream jobs are marijuana bakery owner, bar owner, and president.
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